Her eyes rolled inside her head, her lovely face flushed with mindless pleasure. She found she had to swallow often because he dripped so very much ac...oss her tongue. The tastewas like wild honey to her, and she couldn't seem to get enough of his hotcock and dripping juices. Whipping her finger in and out of her hot, juicycunt, Peggy dug her fingers into her son's ass hard, lifting him as she banged her mouth downward, trying to pull his cock into her throat, the need to swallow him almost. I moved forward, a few measured steps, darting from tree to tree and get as close as possible. The two seemed oblivious to my movement even enough I snapped numerous twigs underfoot which caused me to stop at length and wait. I stole a glance round the tree I was currently hidden behind and saw that now the youth was being hauled onto his feet by Karswell, pressed flat against the tree. I had to imagine the bark was quite rough upon his flesh but I heard no protestations issue from his mouth.. "Oh, I don't think-"You cut Amy off. "That way you'll have someone you know. Someone you trust who can tell you everything is just fine and honestly, I'll have someone to help me fight off the boredom." You toss a pretend sword to Amy, who reluctantly catches it, before you yank her to her feet to fend off entropic boredom."You would do that for me?" Karen's eyes were shining as she looked up at you. You could deny her nothing. Although in truth, your motivations had nothing to do with her.. He was a great guy and we became fast friends. Mike is black so he knows about white racism in all its forms. I'm white but my personality and upbringing made me a truly color blind person. All people of color can pick this up about me immediately and they drop their outer defensive walls with me which they rarely do (or should per my opinion) with other white folks, white guys in particular.This is a true story and it happened about 30 years ago. But I remember it all and so does Mike although.